My exterminator is coming tomorrow morning. I spent the evening cleaning my house. FOR MY EXTERMINATOR. I don't even really like him....he is kind of rude. I have actually canceled appointments before with my bug man if I didn't have time to make my bed and do the dishes. Am I crazy and just really OCD? Or are you like this too?
On another completely different note...Johnny is back in Iraq and I am slowly (yet so much quicker than the first time he left) getting back into the swing of things, my productivity level is finally rising again and I'm working on getting rid of the several pounds I put on in just a mere 14 days. I'll update you on our fabulous two-week hibernation and our miserable good-bye soon. Just hang in there with me. It has been a roller coaster of emotions for this chick. :)
4 comments:
You are not the only one! I hate people seeing a dirty house, I will NOT let it happen, ha!
Your mom must have instilled in you a sense of pride in your belongings and who you are. You are not the only one!
Love you so much Manda and hang in there... can't wait to here of the R & R time you had together. You are just a proud person- that's why you need to present your house well - the bug man will think you're a regular Martha Stewart!! xx
We are getting crown molding today and I actually cleaned the house. It's so silly, because they are just going to get dust everywhere. Matt came into the bathroom and said, "Did you clean the bathroom for the workers?" I started laughing when he asked and it made me think of this blog!
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